[Chrissy smiles and waves, and after they've said their goodbyes she leads the way out to head back toward their little makeshift camp. She yawns the entire way, and has to lean up against him more than once when she starts stumbling. It's pretty funny how tired she's getting. Duck must be extra fatty or something, it's like she just ate a big Thanksgiving dinner with how much she wants to sleep right after.]

Do you think they drugged the tortillas or something? It feels like I can barely keep my eyes open.

[She's laughing because that's a joke.

Mostly.]

Anyway, it's really nice to meet people somewhere that don't make us want to burn down where they live. It's good to have stops like this every now and then.

[Despite how drowsy she is, she starts to pick up her pace as she sees his bike edging in closer.]